The Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled into the underground garage of Rai's private seaside villa, the engine purring to a low hum as the gates rolled shut behind them.
Twinkle's fingers trembled slightly on the wheel.
Her panties were soaked. Her breath uneven. Her thighs slick from his relentless teasing the entire ride.
And yet…
She hadn't stopped him once.
In the dim interior, Sushmita and Tanushree sat quietly in the back seat, watching like dutiful concubines—neither judging nor interrupting. Their expressions were calm… almost proud.
Rai reached over, fingers still glistening with Twinkle's arousal, and slowly unzipped his pants.
His thick cock sprang free once again—hard, swollen, slick with need.
"Come here," he said simply.
Twinkle froze.
"I…"
He placed a hand on her neck, gently pulling her head down.
"You know what to do."
And she did.
The woman once known for her grace, elegance, and poise—Twinkle Khanna, wife of a superstar, mother of a child—leaned across the driver's seat and wrapped her lips around his cock.
Slrp.
Glk.
Slrp.
Her moan was muffled as his length pushed deep into her throat.
Rai groaned. His hand held her by the back of the head, guiding her rhythm. "That's it. Suck it all. Don't leave a drop."
Glrk. Glk. Glrk.
The sound of wet suction echoed through the car. Her head bobbed up and down, tongue swirling desperately around his girth as his precum coated her taste buds.
From the backseat, Sushmita smiled, voice sultry. "She's learning quickly."
Tanushree giggled. "Mmm. Look at her throat bulging."
Rai leaned his head back, enjoying the sight—the married MILF on her knees in the driver's seat, swallowing his cock like she was born for it.
Then his hips thrust forward one final time.
Throb. Pump. Spill.
"GLLK—!"
He came—hot, thick ropes spilling directly down her throat.
Twinkle gagged but swallowed. Again. And again. Until his load had no choice but to slide down into her belly.
She coughed, wiping her lips with shame-heated cheeks.
"Good," he whispered. "Now we finish this."
He zipped up, opened his door, then moved around and pulled Twinkle—shaking and panting—from her seat.
Her body was limp from overstimulation, but he carried her with ease.
Down in the garage, the concrete was cool, and moonlight streamed in through the glass-paneled ceiling.
He walked straight to the front of the car.
Set her down on the hood.
Bent her over.
Twinkle gasped as the cold metal pressed against her stomach.
The sound of her gown tearing filled the space as he ripped the fabric down her back, exposing her curves to the open air.
He spread her legs wide and lined himself up again.
Squelch.
Schlk.
Her pussy, already wet and hungry, welcomed him in.
Pah. Pah. Pah.
"Aah"
Twinkle screamed into the air as Rai slammed into her over and over, fucking her like a beast in his territory.
Her ass rippled. Her hands clawed at the hood for balance. Her moans echoed through the garage.
"AHHH! RAI—PLEASE—I'M YOURS—FUCK—!"
He gripped her waist, pounding her without mercy. His balls slapped her soaked folds as he grunted above her.
Smack. Smack.
Squish. Squish.
Behind them, Sushmita and Tanushree leaned against the side of the car, watching with soft moans of their own—hands trailing over their bodies, touching themselves slowly as their master dominated another woman before their eyes.
And high above—
In a large corner suite—
Sofia sat.
Wrapped in a satin robe, legs spread wide, her hand between her thighs, watching everything through a private CCTV feed displayed on her screen.
Her fingers slid between her lips, drenched in arousal as she watched her master claim yet another.
"Mmmhh… Master Rai…" she whispered, two fingers thrusting deep into her soaked cunt.
She watched the way he bent Twinkle, the way he grunted with every brutal thrust, the way Twinkle's face melted into obedient bliss.
Squelch. Squish.
Pah. Pah.
Down below, Rai was nearing his peak again.
He pulled Twinkle's hair back, arching her spine as he whispered, "Say it."
"I—I'm yours… Master Rai—!"
"Say you'll betray your husband. For this cock."
"Yes—yes—YES—! I'll betray anything! I want your cock—!"
THROB. PUMP. SPILL.
He emptied deep inside her again—his second load flooding her womb as she screamed his name, her body convulsing with a violent orgasm that broke whatever pieces of resistance still clung to her soul.
She collapsed on the hood, twitching, legs spread, cum leaking from her ruined pussy.
Rai stepped back, his breath steady, towering over her.
Above, Sofia climaxed, biting her robe to muffle her cry.
Behind, Tanushree and Sushmita approached with towels and water, already preparing to clean their newest sister.
Twinkle Khanna was no longer a wife.
She was a devoted slave, broken and branded on the hood of a billionaire's car.
And she hadn't even stepped inside the villa yet.
Twinkle Khanna was still trembling when Rai scooped her up from the hood of the car.
Her body was sticky with sweat and seed, her mind lost in a fog of betrayal, pleasure, and brutal satisfaction.
She didn't resist when he lifted her—naked from the waist down, her gown torn and hanging loosely from one shoulder. Her thighs were still slick with the aftershock of her climax.
Her face burned with humiliation, but deeper than that… something else burned hotter.
Surrender.
He carried her through the private garage door, entering the silent luxury of the Singhaniya Villa—its marble floors gleaming under warm, golden lighting.
Awaiting them in the grand foyer stood Sofia.
His stepmother.
She wore a sheer, midnight-blue silk gown that clung to her curves, revealing just enough to command attention, but not enough to outshine her authority.
Her long dark hair was tied in a loose bun, a single strand curling against her cheek. Her skin still glowed from her own climax earlier—achieved while fingering herself as she watched Twinkle's public defilement from above.
Now, she stood poised… and smiling.
Rai gently set Twinkle down on her bare feet. The older woman swayed, her legs unstable, her dignity shattered, but her eyes lifted slowly to meet Sofia's.
Their gazes locked.
Sofia stepped forward.
"Welcome, Twinkle," she said, her voice smooth and warm like aged wine. "I've watched everything. And I must say… you broke beautifully."
Twinkle flinched, lips trembling. "I… I don't know what I am anymore."
Sofia reached out and cupped her face gently.
"You're his. That's all that matters now."
Behind them, Sushmita and Tanushree entered the villa silently, heads bowed, positioning themselves behind Twinkle—two beautiful symbols of what awaited her on this new path.
Sofia took Twinkle's hand. "Come, my dear. It's time for your induction."
They led her deeper into the villa.
Down a softly lit corridor, past rooms adorned with satin sheets, perfumed candles, and mirrors framed in gold. The walls whispered of nights filled with obedience, moans, and exquisite ruin.
At the end of the corridor, a pair of grand doors opened to reveal the Velvet Chamber—a ceremonial room used for welcoming new members into Rai's inner sanctum of loyal sluts.
The chamber glowed with low candlelight. At the center, a soft circular mattress spread across the floor, lined with velvet pillows. Incense danced in the air, sweet and dizzying.
In the center stood a low silken stool.
"Strip," Sofia commanded gently.
Twinkle hesitated.
Then slowly… she undid the last shred of her ruined gown and let it fall to the floor. Naked, marked, and flushed, she stood trembling as three other women stared at her—each of them already Rai's.
"On your knees."
She obeyed.
Sofia circled her slowly, eyes admiring every inch of her mature, sensual form.
She trailed her fingers down Twinkle's back, over her hips, and around to her breasts, cupping them.
"You're not here to pretend anymore. Not to be a wife. Not to be a mother. Here… you exist only to serve him. To worship his cock. To moan when he desires. To bleed if he commands it."
Twinkle closed her eyes.
And nodded.
Sofia took a golden collar from a velvet box beside the stool and fastened it around Twinkle's neck.
It clicked into place.
A small ruby shimmered at the center of the choker, bearing Rai's insignia.
From the hallway, he stepped in.
Bare-chested, freshly showered, his eyes locked onto Twinkle.
Sofia turned and knelt instantly.
"So do I, Master."
Tanushree and Sushmita followed.
Now, Twinkle—collared and naked—dropped her head and slowly bowed until her lips touched the floor.
Her induction was complete.
Rai stepped forward and stood before her, his shadow covering her trembling frame.
She spoke in a broken whisper:
"Master Rai… I'm yours."
And the three words sealed her fate.
…
The massive circular bed at the center of the room was covered in dark crimson silk, scattered with pillows, restraints, and rose petals.
Twinkle Khanna stood at the threshold, naked but for the golden collar around her neck, trembling slightly.
Behind her walked Sofia, Sushmita, and Tanushree, all equally bare, their bodies glistening with scented oil, their skin already marked by past nights of Rai's touch. Their movements were fluid, sensual, practiced.
They were already his.
And tonight, Twinkle would learn what it meant to serve beside them.
She stepped inside, the soft carpet muffling her hesitant footfalls.
At the head of the bed, lounging like a king among silken cushions, sat Rai.
His toned, sculpted form was barely covered by a thin silk robe, open to reveal his muscular chest. His crimson eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched his women approach.
Sofia knelt first, her silver hair cascading down her back as she bowed low and kissed the floor.
"Your harem awaits you, Master."
Tanushree followed, her eyes wide with excitement, biting her lip as she crawled beside Sofia, nuzzling against Rai's thigh.
Sushmita knelt next, her tall, regal frame folding gracefully. "Let us show her how to worship."
Twinkle hesitated.
Then slowly, with heart pounding, she dropped to her knees and lowered her head to the ground.
"I am ready… Master Rai."
He extended a hand, fingers curled slightly.
Sofia reached forward and gently guided Twinkle up onto the bed with them.
The older woman's touch was tender, comforting—even maternal—but carried the silent expectation of obedience.
Soon, all four women knelt in a line before Rai on the silk sheets.
"Begin," he said.
Sofia leaned in first, kissing his chest softly, slowly licking down his sternum.
Sushmita moved to his neck, her hands caressing his shoulders.
Tanushree took his hand and began to suck on his fingers, her moans soft and eager.
Twinkle was guided between his thighs by Sofia.
She looked up—his cock already semi-hard, resting heavy and thick, glistening with anticipation.
Sofia whispered in her ear, "Take it slow… savor him."
Twinkle obeyed.
She leaned in and pressed her lips to the head, planting a reverent kiss. Then, slowly, her lips parted, and she wrapped her mouth around the shaft, beginning to suck with deep, wet strokes.
Slrp.
Slrk.
Glk.
Rai groaned above them, one hand resting behind his head as he relaxed into their collective worship.
The women moved together like a symphony—tongues, lips, hands trailing over his thighs, his chest, his balls, his shaft.
He was their center. Their purpose.
Then—a soft knock.
The chamber door opened.
And in stepped Tanya.
His sister.
The young woman who had long since traded innocence for servitude.
She wore nothing but a silk choker and a sheer robe that clung to her youthful, curvaceous form. Her long hair flowed over her shoulders. Her eyes—red like her brother's—sparkled with desire and loyalty.
"Forgive my lateness, Master," she said, her voice sweet and breathy. "I was preparing myself."
Rai's smirk widened.
"You're just in time."
The other women didn't flinch at her presence. Instead, they made room as she approached, and Tanya knelt between Twinkle and Tanushree, pressing a soft kiss to her brother's inner thigh.
"I missed your taste…"
She leaned forward and began licking alongside Twinkle—her tongue trailing his shaft while Twinkle sucked the head.
Slrk. Slrrp.
Glk.
"Hhmmm"
The room was filled with the soft music of wet mouths, gentle moans, and the subtle rustling of silk.
Rai placed a hand on Tanya's head and the other on Twinkle's, pushing both down in rhythm, forcing them to take more.
Sofia straddled his chest, leaning down to kiss him deeply, her body grinding softly as his hand squeezed her ass.
Sushmita licked and kissed his abs, her bare breasts brushing his skin with every breath.
Tanushree wrapped her arms around his legs, kissing his calves, his knees, anything that touched him.
They were his slaves, his concubines, his loyal worshippers.
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